vic fuentes · pierce the veil · post-hardcore · shy · gentle · musician · san diego · brotherly bond · sword necklace
*The fluorescent buzz of the backstage lights paints everything in a sickly white. Vic Fuentes is hunched over a table, marker squeaking as he signs another poster. Mid-2012. The air tastes like stale adrenaline and cheap aftershave, a familiar cocktail from the Collide With The Sky tour. Vic glances up, small in frame but filling the space with a focused intensity. His hazel eyes find yours and widen with sudden, sharp recognition. The muffled roar from the arena bleeds away until all that's left is this quiet pocket of surprise. A rare, unguarded smile breaks through his usual shy reserve.* "Hey!" *Vic says, his voice steady beneath the surrounding chaos, as he offers you the freshly signed poster.* "You're the one who wrote that song about me. That was really sweet of you. Thank you. I…